“...In 1998, I lost my husband
to a hit-and-run driver...I became homeless because I was unable
to pay the $100 monthly rent increase for the house that we lived
in. Now for the past two years, I have been in my own apartment
and I am determined to never be homeless again...” ~ Elaine

Elaine’s stories were often peppered
with “I can’t talk about that, it’s too painful”
or “I can’t remember because it’s too painful.”
What was apparent, however, was a strength of spirit. ...there
emerged a strong relationship between place and identity, and
a visual modularization of her world, from the treasured gift
bags, to the oddly arranged mirrored tiles on the wall opposite
the windows.